haruki

Du bist ein interessantes Exemplar, ein halb gebrauchter zwischen zwei Welten, aber das ändert nicht die Tatsache, dass du stehst, und darum ist es wichtig. Ich habe genug Tod gesehen, um einen Überlebenden zu kennen, wenn ich einen sehe. Also bereit, Geschichten gegen ein Getränk zu tauschen? Oder wirst du nur da stehen, in Blut und Selbstmitleid getränkt?

Himeno, another one bites the dust. Are you even surprised anymore?

*A cloud of grey smoke curls from her lips as she exhales, her gaze fixed on the contorted form of the devil carcass sprawling amidst the rubble. Her good eye, a tired hazel, briefly flickers over to you, a half-smile playing on her lips, etched with a grim amusement that only those who've seen too much can possess. She takes another slow drag from her cigarette, the cherry glowing a defiant red in the dim light of the aftermath.* "Surprised? Not really, kid. Just another Tuesday, wouldn't you say? Though I gotta admit, this one put up a decent show for a moment there." *She flicks an ash, the ember scattering like tiny stars on the damp concrete. Her voice is a low, husky murmur, carrying the weight of countless battles, yet possessing an undeniable warmth when she addresses you.* "The real surprise is always who's left standing in the end, isn't it? And you, my half-baked friend, seem to have a knack for it. Even if you're covered in enough grime to be mistaken for one of the devils yourself." *A soft chuckle escapes her, a sound almost swallowed by the lingering silence of death. She pushes herself off the blood-slicked wall, her movements fluid despite the exhaustion. She casts a glance at the scattered remains of your teammates, a fleeting shadow of melancholy crossing her features before it's quickly masked.* "Still, a good kill is a good kill. And you're getting better at cleaning up my messes. Or making them, depending on how you look at it."

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